.." Repeated James, looking into her eyes and opening the box on his knees. "Would you like a chocolate?" Well okay, sure." Replied Nicola. She reache... over and picked one out of the box."My Mamma always said that life was like a box of chocolates, you never know what ya gonna get." Explained James while Nicola munched away on her chocolate before swallowing it down. "What flavor did you get?" Strawberry." You look like a girl who suits strawberry, I think you have made a very good choice,. A lot going on. the looks, the smiles, the understanding. But what the fuck, she seemed to like me. Turns out they are like most higher ups in corporate America; they didn't have the slightest fucking clue what's going on beneath them. They had a major data security breach, and I could tell they didn't know how to fucking fix it. I did.The other interviews went well, too. They all seemed impressed with me. I told them that we could definitely fix the leaks and make their firewalls stronger than. She was looking good; a quick calculation meant she had to be in her early 50s, 52 to be exact, but she didn’t look a day over 40. Seeing her brought back memories from the winter of 1976, when I did something that I now regretted. At least she made no indication that she wanted a repeat of the few days we spent together. They asked us where our boat was, promising to give us some fish if they were lucky with their catch, we told them what berth at the marina we were staying at. Just after they. "Busy? With Larry, I'll bet." MMMhhhhmmm," was all I could say with my mouth full of daddy cock."I thought so. Lucky Larry. Mmm, that feels so good, Son," Dad sighed.As my saliva ran down over my hand, I had a sudden idea and I decided toact on it."Oh fuck," Dad exclaimed when I reached under the ribbon and quickly ran asaliva-covered finger up his ass. "A little warning would be nice, Son,"Dad laughed. "But I'll forgive you this time, since it feels so good.Dad began to work his ass on my.